I Am Willow Everdeen-Mellark
by nerdyjamjar
Summary: Long after the rebellion Panem is peaceful. But never will Willow's life be peaceful when your parents are celebrities and your best friend is Caleb, son of the famous victor couple Clove and Cato. What could go wrong? Sequel to 'The True Story'.
1. Chapter 1

**1**

 **District 12**

The morning sunlight filtered through the leaves of the trees casting pools of light around me. Taking a deep breath I understand why my mother loves hunting and the woods so much, the beauty of the woods on mornings like these when all my troubles are gone and the only thing on my mind is hunting.

I've been hunting since a very young age, following my mum, Clove and Cato into the woods outside the district with their son, Caleb. Ever since Caleb and I have become inseparable, both of us becoming best friends and hunting partners.

"Willow!" A voice calls out, without turning around I already recognise it as Caleb's. "Your mum and my parents are on their way plus your dad gave me a loaf of bread!"

I roll my eyes as he waves a freshly baked fruit loaf in my face the heavenly aroma filling the air around me. "He gives you one every day, Caleb. Why is it you always so excited about it?" I say as I tear a chunk of bread off stuffing it into my mouth.

"Well… Willow bread is precious, you," he points to me dramatically, "of all people should know. Your dad owns a famous bakery and is literally the king of baking also your mum's family's life was saved by a single loaf of bread. This is why I am grateful every morning when your father presents me with bread." Caleb said casually grabbing his bow and arrow's from the hollow tree where my mother used to keep her bow when she was younger.

My mum and Caleb's parents came into view as they hiked up to meet us all of them a little flustered from the walk.

My mum and dad are famous throughout Panem they changed everything along with Clove and Cato. Defying the Snow's rules and sparking a revolution that would change everything. Even now there are still times when I wake up to the sounds of my parents screams from another horror from a nightmare. Or when Cato starts to have a flashback from the past and Clove has to coax him back to reality. After so much time the scars from their sacrifices still remain but now the terror of a nation is gone and the terror of the Hunger Games no longer remain.

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 **Hey everyone!**

 **This is the sequel to "The True Story". I hope you enjoyed this chapter!**

 **Thanks! nerdyjamjar xxx**


	2. Chapter 2

**2**

Pulling back the string of the bow I let the arrow fly, watching it as it sank into the eye of another rabbit.

"That's our fifth one today. We should get going no doubt they'll be sending out the signal soon." Caleb suggested as he hoisted up the already bursting game bag for me to put the rabbit in. The signal was something I'm more than familiar with, the first day I was allowed to be out in the woods my mum taught me a whistle which would be carried on by the mockingjays. It wasn't until when I started school and was introduced to our past and how my parents were part of it. We were shown a clip of the terrifying Hunger Games the first one that my parents and Caleb's parent's participated in that I learnt the story behind it. It was only when I heard the whistle which I thought was something innocent only a tool for me to find my mum again if I was lost being used as part of a plan to destroy the supply stack at the Cornucopia. The girl, Rue, who had taught my mum the whistle died and it dawned on me how the people I see every day have suffered so much and the brutality of the Hunger Games. They sacrificed so much so that I get to live in this world now where fear doesn't surround me.

"I think I know what I want to do after high school." Caleb raised an eyebrow, for months I've been complaining endlessly about how I didn't know what I wanted to do after our school year ended. "I'm quite set on a job in Asia, maybe something in the Government to strengthen the bonds the two continents."

Caleb smirked, "Are you trying to stay close to me? This is a hint that you want us to get married right?"

"No! I just think it is where I would be best suited at but I'm also am considering the military."

"The military! Why would you want to go there? Uncle Gale works there and you've heard the stories he's told us." He grabbed my wrist pulling me close to him, "Please don't go to the military." He said his blue eyes looking straight at me, through me. We stay like that for a few seconds just staring at each other the rest of the world blocked out for just a fraction of time. Our faces were inches away from each other his hot breath brushing against my cheeks. "I don't think I'd be able to bear it why can't we just be together for ever?"

Smacking him in the arm I pulled myself out of the trance running ahead through the trees. It was already getting dark, the sun turning the whole sky orange. "You're making me gag in disgust Caleb. Please stop being stupid."

"You're always destroying my fun Willow." Caleb pouted pulling the best sad face he could muster.

I groaned, "It is all I ever do. Your fault you didn't chose a more cheerful friend." Caleb flashed his signature smirk at me again, rolling my eyes I strode away.

"Yeah, but I chose a pretty friend." He said as he jogged up next to me.

"Wow! Did I just get called pretty? I don't think I've ever felt so disappointed in myself before."

"What do you want to be called then?"

"Hmm let me think how about the charming girl or the girl on fire!" I said with a grin on my face.

"Hey, I'm the last one too, I mean I'm a boy but I count in a way too. Anyway, I didn't mean to lower you down to someone who is just pretty then. Are you happy?"

"Ehh." I shrugged. Laughing as Caleb groaned his hands balling up into fists.

"You are so complicated, do you know that?"

"It's my best feature."

Later that night I lay curled up on my bed the wind whistling through the windows sending the curtains into a mad hurricane. My thoughts seemed to go back to Caleb, what he said tonight about getting married seemed to keep replaying in my mind.

What he said wasn't new but it was the way he said for a moment it seemed like he was actually telling the truth and not playing with me. For a moment too it didn't seem so bad to spend the rest of my life with him but there are other girls who deserve him. He was popular at school the girls here and at the Capitol go crazy for him but he still hangs around me.

I'm too much like my mother full of fire and not enough love. Sometimes I wish I wasn't like her and more like my father, gentler and affectionate, more open. Unfortunately my brother isn't much different from me just as full of anger as I am landing my parents with two more stubborn children just like their mother.

Caleb needs to find a girl who can love the way he deserves not someone who is so scared to even love herself. Trying to put these thoughts away I toss and turn in my bed the sheets only tightening around me more.

Groaning, I pad downstairs weary not to wake anybody at this time. Normally I'd sneak into Caleb's garden and throw stones at his window until he came down so we could talk but seeing him now would only make this all worse. Instead I make a cup of tea picking out one of the new and exciting teas imported from the newly re-discovered Asia.

I pour myself a jasmine tea setting it on the counter so that I can recollect my thoughts. Today Caleb said he wanted us together and it seemed real and convincing and a part of me wants a future like that but the other seems repulsed at the idea of _being_ with him like that. The way we stared at each other was definitely new, nothing like that had happened before and the look of lust in his eyes I saw tonight.

It all sounds like a giant cliché the Capitol could turn in to a movie for women like Effie to suck up and swoon over but it was real life and I'm losing sleep over a boy.

Deciding that this is just stupid may be it'll brush over, hoping that I'm not speaking too soon, I finish off my tea.

"Willow? Is that you?" A soft voice echoes from upstairs.

It must be a Mum my parents are light sleepers never falling too deep or else the nightmares will come. I remember when I was little and I would wake up to the sound of either my mum or dads screams, me and my brother would cuddle in fear unaware of what was going on.

It wasn't until I started to go to school that I learnt what my parents before they became the owner of the district bakery and the teacher of the local school teaching children about nature, a job she took on after her singing shows in the Capitol ended. They've never said anything of their past to us before and everything we know about them is mainly from sources like school and Johanna who really doesn't care much and will tell us anything if we asked. It was then that me and Caleb begun to understand the screams we heard at night, the looks we get when we walk through town or why President Paylar was always interested in our families. Our parents were war hero's, freeing the nation from a ruthless dictator after surviving two Hunger Games.

They've never said anything to me or Rye before but we've seen clips at school of the Games and the mission at the Capitol weeks prior to the death of President Snow.

Sometimes I feel this wall between us because of the unspoken past but it isn't their fault understand how horrible it all is, so bad that even after all these years they still get nightmares and Caleb's dad still has flashback's that could turn him against his own wife and children.

"Yeah it's me. I was just about to go back to sleep." I say quietly trying to subtly slip past her but her reflexes are quick and her hand grabs onto my arm.

"What's wrong? Why can't you sleep? You can talk to me you know." She says her grey eyes are almost pleading for me to talk to her. "I know we don't have these mothers to daughter chats and I didn't with my mum and I don't want you to feel distanced from me."

I sigh in defeat I couldn't just walk off on my mum now. "I'm just having some problems."

Her face lights up as I open up to her, "Come on I'll make another cup of tea and we'll talk."

Stirring my steaming hot tea I try and keep my eyes adverted not wanting to be the first to speak.

"So what is your problem that is so big that you can't get to sleep?"

I keep stirring, "It's about a boy." I let out in a barely audible voice.

Looking up now I see the surprise on my mums face, "A boy? Do I teach him?" I nod. "May I ask who?"

My spoon stops and the liquid continue to spin around in circles. "Caleb."

"Did I just hear right? Caleb? What happened in the woods today?"

Daring to look at my mum I see the biggest smile on her face, her eyes lighting up with glee. "There was a moment."

Her smile grew, "You have the rest of summer to sort things out between you two. Caleb is a good person and if things don't work out then don't let it ruin your friendship. You'll soon be off working in the real world and here is your last chance to enjoy the last of your childhood whilst it lasts. You should tell him about the way you feel you never know he might feel the same. But don't let it take over your every thought it'll work out soon."

"Thanks mum. Goodnight." Kissing her goodnight I feel a weight lifted off my chest the anxiety that was bothering me, now gone. It felt nice to open up to my mum especially when we both like to keep our own burdens to ourselves neither of us the type to be very open about our emotions.

It's been days since the incident and neither me nor Caleb have mentioned it once both us hunting everyday like normal. Now I feel stupid that I even lost sleep over it how I actually thought for a moment that there was maybe something else.

"Hey! Hey!" Caleb shouts his hands waving in front of my face. "What's wrong with you? You are never this unfocused." He asks his eyebrows furrowing. I just tried at catching the first turkey I've seen all year and failed I wasn't quick enough and my arrow barely skimmed the back of the bird.

I shake my head putting on a convincing smile, "No. No, I'm alright. I was just daydreaming." Getting up I grab my bow and start wandering around my eyes running over the all too familiar scenery of the woods.

"You know we can't waste time out here we just lost a turkey it's not like you to miss. Are you sure that you are alright? Lately you've been quite distant."

"I know. I know. I've just got a lot on my mind."

He looks worried for a second his eyes looking over my face. "You do know that you can talk to me right? I am your best friend please don't feel like we can't talk just because I'm a guy."

Trying to change the subject I frantically grab my sheath of arrows, "I know but as you said we shouldn't waste time out here we better get going if we want to get home by sun down." Caleb gives me a glance before nodding his head and following after me with his own bow and arrow.

It's been three days and by each it grows quieter a wall of awkwardness building between us surrounding us in an imaginary barrier. This has never happened before where there has been a fall out between us and where we won't be able to fix it. I should tell him and the guilt is killing me but I can't bring myself to say it the look on his face when the words fall of my tongue.

Today he finally confronts me his eyes avoiding mine; we've been hunting all day both of us managing to hunt together even without speaking a word to each other.

"Look, I don't know what is wrong and I just want to ask if it was because of me? Because if it was I will try and fix it, I hate having this wall between us and for us to not even talk is killing me. It is your business so you don't have to tell me what it is exactly. But I'd just like to know if it was because of my doing?"

My own gaze is avoiding his as I hear he's also been distress because of this. I have two choices to either lie to his face or to just tell the truth I chose the first considering the possible consequences of both. "No it wasn't you I've just been worked up over how this would be our last year together, hunting and maybe in District 12 since I might be going to work in Asia."

A smile grows on Caleb's face, clearly I have convinced him and the guilt starts to creep up on me as I try and match his smile. "You should have just told me!" He says knocking my shoulder with his. "I was so worried these past days wondering if all this was because of me, I would have done anything to fix it. All because you were scared about leaving me! Like I said the other day we'll get married Willow you don't have to worry about anything."

Nodding my own head in fake agreement with Caleb, even with all the guilt I feel at the moment I feel a lot lighter now there is no more tension between us.

"I'm sure our parents have already planned our marriages I mean your dad will make the cake, see no need to worry!" He continues.

"But what if that doesn't happen and this is really goodbye?" I ask.

"Well if it really is then we have to make the most of it and do crazy stuff like go to a club and get _really_ drunk. Even if we do go separate ways I'll ring you every day to make sure you are not dead yet."

"Thanks I appreciate that nice to know you really care about me." I say sarcastically. "I'm sorry for making you worry I guess I was just being stupid." I said quietly my arms crossed tightly over my chest and my attention focused on kicking a stone from foot to foot.

Bumping shoulder again Caleb flashes me another charming smile. "Yeah you were being very stupid. You don't have to hold back on your feelings especially when I am your only friend. But I do have an idea on how we can spend the rest of our time together."

"What?"

"Well you see we have a very limited time together and so much we still have yet to be done; so I Caleb propose the idea of a bucket list!" He announces proudly one leg propped against a large rock.

This time a let out a genuine laugh, "A bucket list; are you kidding me? This is definitely not one of your better ideas."

"Well it is something we can now fully live our teenage lives. This is our chance to be more social and actually _do_ something other than go hunting and watch TV."

"But going hunting and watching TV are fun." I complain. "It's a lot safer there's less chance of me embarrassing myself plus we are the children of Victors no doubt pictures of us drunk will go viral and the Capitol will hate us forever."

"Who cares what they think? They aren't that cool themselves." He shrugs. Brushing his hair back Caleb grabs my arm pulling me after him.

Trying to pull away from his grip I start shouting at him, "What are you doing? Let go of me Caleb!"

He only tightens his grip on my wrist, I should've expected that to happen and now I'm stuck. "Well for someone who finds hunting in woods with a bow and arrow safer than going out in public I am going to have to exert force to take you home so that we can get started on our list."

"Our list!" I scoff. "I never agreed to this. Please just let me go I'll get my dad to make extra cinnamon buns for you."

"However tempting that may be I going to do my best to resist and continue with my mission to take you home."

Sighing, I give up letting him pull me through the woods. "Our parents are going to go mad when they find out we didn't catch anything today." I mutter under my breath.

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 **Hey everyone!**

 **I am truly sorry this took soooo long but for quite a while I just didn't know what to write and slowly the inspiration came. I will try and get this fanfic back on it's feet again but if I don't upload in a while it will be because of exams which are looming over me at the moment.**

 **So I do hope you enjoyed this chapter and I would deeply appreciate it if you decided to leave a review!**

 **Thanks! nerdyjamjar xxx**


	3. Chapter 3

**3**

Caleb sits with his legs crossed, his mouth chewing at the tip of the pen which he always does when he's deep in thought.

"Caleb that pen is going to snap if you keep gripping it so and tight and keep chewing it." I snap at him.

His eyes flick up to meet mine and the pen is immediately out of his mouth and on the floor. "I'm sorry but it scares me so much that this is it. You'll be off at the end of the month Ian mother continent on the opposite side of the world to me."

Knocking my shoulder into his I couldn't help but laugh which only made Caleb frown. "Why do you worry so much? You can come and see me after six months. Anyway we'll be out in the real world, in a week you'll probably won't remember me." I say.

Caleb's expression though tells me that this isn't something to laugh at. "I won't forget you, I can't. You're everything, you realise that?" He says, his eyes wide almost glistening.

Sighing, I edge back a little from his face. I stare at the wall of Caleb's room filled with pictures focus when we were younger, his family and multiple images of hovercrafts and leaflets to various job choices.

"But this all we ever worked since- forever! You can't be saying you want to throw away your dream job for our friendship? It's ridiculous!" My voice rises, my anger boiling through. It's always been something I couldn't keep inside.

Caleb looked distraught now, like his heart just broke to a million pieces. It's a shock that even a person who is so cocky can even have a vulnerable side to him.

He looked at dead in the eye; they were glistening now with tears daring to pour. "You don't understand do you?" He scoffed, his voice echoed in my ears, ringing before I could register what he said. "There's so much you don't see, so much that you seem to be blind to. Don't you get it?" He shouted, his hands gripping tightly his hair, if pulled any harder I was sure they'd all fall out

But I didn't understand what he was saying. I could only sit stunned.

He threw his hands in the air in defeat. "I like you, okay? I have for so long how could you not notice? I thought we could have something before you went but it's clear you don't feel the same."

My mouth hung wide open no word forming in my mouth, under other circumstances Cell would have laughed and told me to say something before he assumed I was dead but then again this wasn't a normal circumstance.

He just professed his love to me it doesn't seem real, no matter how many times I play the scene over in my head.

"Look I'd just like to be by myself right now." He said before I would even reply. I nodded but I doubt he saw as his back was facing me his gaze somewhere else. Had I just ruined our relationship?

I ran out the house ignoring the concerns from Clove it Cato.

Dinner was awkward, leaving Caleb's left me in a bad mood and it reflected back in my family. Only my parents talked yet their conversations were tentative, careful not to make me angrier that I already was.

We'd just made up and now because of Cells confession I would probably be avoiding him for a while how. Only a couple days ago I was confessing my liking towards him to my mum. But now that I know he feels the same I'm too scared to tell him the truth.

Everything was so much simpler back then when we were younger. We'd hunt together every day, sit next to each other in every lesson, and spend our lunches together. We were inseparable.

This summer was going to be different. We were going to do crazy stuff for our last month together. But all these hoped and dreams for this summer are gone now.

"Willow?" A small voice said as they pushed open my bedroom door slowly to reveal my mum. "I could tell something was wrong at dinner. Clove came over before and said you stormed out of her house and Caleb was in a mood too. What happened?" She asked, shutting the door behind her as she walked over and sat down next to me on the bed.

"He confessed." Tightening my hold on my pillow as I continued, "He told me he liked me. I sat there like an idiot because I was so stunned by what he said. Now he hates me for that."

My mum wrapped an arm around me pulling me into a close, warm embrace. "You should tell him how you feel, Willow, or show him if you're too afraid to talk. I know you're too conflicted now but if you never tell him then he may find someone else. You're going to be separated and if by that time you will still have a thousand words yet to say, by that time you return those words would mean nothing."

"But I'm too scared! I'm scared I'll only do more damage than good." I knew though that what my mum was saying was true but I'm just like her I am scared of the truth.

"Willow, if I hadn't realised sooner that I liked your father then everything would have taken a different route. We may have never ended the Games and we may still be living under Snow. If you never tell Caleb then you might always just be each other's friends." She says. I am so glad that I have her as a mother, she allows herself to open up to me. I know our relationship is something she never had with her own mother when she grew up. But now she is always ecstatic to see her family when we go to visit them in Four.

I reached out and gave her a hug, something we both rarely do. "Thank you."

That night I decided I would go and tell Caleb. I didn't want it stress myself out over this, so I decided to do it now. I crept out across the Victors Village. This sort of routine wasn't new to me, numerous times before have me or Caleb crept out of bed to the others garden to wake them up. Normally, we'd do something stupid like have a feast or go into town.

But tonight was different I opened the back gate to Caleb's garden and went over to the flower beds which were covered in small pebbles.

Grabbing a handful I do my best to hit his window. It's only after the sixth attempt does the window crack open.

Caleb leans out, his hair all dishevelled and his eyes half opened. Rubbing his eyes sleepily he peered down at me, "What are you doing here?" His voice is deep and hoarse from the sleep; I can tell he's annoyed at me.

I was so unresponsive before and yet here I am now at his house at 11 o'clock at night.  
"I wanted to talk?" I ask my expression hopeful. I put on a small smile hoping this would help my case.

He nods putting his finger up to signal to wait. Shutting the window his figure disappears. In only a matter of minutes he's standing in front of me. He's trying to avoid my gaze, his eyes focused on the grass, his hands in his pockets and his trainers awkwardly dug into the ground.

"I wanted to talk is that okay?" He nods without lifting up his head up. "Do you want to talk here? Or should we go somewhere else?" He shrugged. "Let's go to the meadow then."

The meadow is a field ladened with flowers during the summer and spring. When I found out that the dead bodies of the people of District Twelve who died in the bombing were buried underneath, I couldn't set foot on the field for months. Someone would have to carry me over tin order to get to the woods to hunt. But now I've overcome that fear, maybe I can pour my secrets to the dead now.

We'd been lying here for a while now. Our heads rested on our hands as we gaze upon the shower of stars.

"What was so important that you needed to wake me up in the middle of the night to tell?" Caleb asked the hint of annoyance still etched in his tone.

I take in a deep breath; my mind at this moment went to chaos as if big red lights and sirens were going off warning me of what was to come. But I knew I had to tell him, I ignored all the screams in my head and proceeded.

I turned to face him, he's still focused on the stars but I know he's listening. At this moment I see how beautiful he is; his long eyelashes graceful brushing over his cheeks as he blinked; his plump lips, slightly parted, his guard was down and I could see all his beauty at this moment. The sprinkle of stars almost shining upon him to tell me of his grace and magnificence and they were right. He really was beautiful.

Biting down on my lip I said, "I-I like you too, Caleb." I say barely audible.

I expected fireworks to go off and streamers to pour down from the heavens. I expected Caleb to smile at me with all his heart and to kiss me, to feel his lips against mine as we smiled in between each kiss. But of course despite him being my best friend and having known him my entire life he always did what I least expected him to do.

"This is a joke, right?" He snorted; we're both sat up now no longer gazing at the stars. He's alert again his walls built back up. His eyes are wide, his eyebrows furrowed and hi arms thrown up into the air.

"No! I would never lie about such a thing!" My answer was rushed, I didn't anticipate this and now my brain was in a more chaotic state than it was before. Why would he think that I'd lie about my feelings? He knows me so well.

"And when did you realise that? When I told you how I felt? Did you pity me and now you're trying to toy with me?" He shouted.

"I would never do that! What I said is the truth, I realised only now but I know now that I've felt this way for so long." Now I was shouting at him, my hands clenched into fists and hot tears streamed down my red face. "Why aren't you happy?"

"I don't know. I just feel angry. Something has snapped in my head and I can't place it but I just feel so livid that it could fill a thousand suns."

More tears streamed down my face. "We keep on upsetting each other and nothing is making it better only worse."

"Look we can always start again. But right now I just need to be by myself to register what happened tonight." He said his hands knotted in front of his chest as he walked off and I sat stood there at the dead of night in the one place I feared so much all by myself.

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 **This chapter was written a while ago but I finally found the time to post it. I do hope you enjoy it, so please review as would greatly appreciate it!**

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	4. Chapter 4

**4**

"Caleb! Caleb!" I yelled. I grabbed his arm stopping him from walking off, he turns to face me and I'm surprised that he doesn't look angry as he did before, but he looks sad. His features are softened under the dark light and my breath catches as I look at him.

"What?" He asks lightly, no hint of annoyance evident in his voice.

I stutter on my words, "Look… I don't think this might change how you feel right now but… tomorrow is my last day. I'll be gone for five months in a totally different country and continent. Do we really want to leave each other on bad terms?

I don't know about you but I don't think I'll ever find someone like you. Someone who understands me, who I know will always be there when I'm in trouble or when I feel terrible. I can always rely on you and I don't think there will ever be someone that I can entrust the same amount of faith in anyone else.

You may be angry with me right now because I only came to realise my feelings for you now and I only told you after you admitted yourself. But I guess I'm like my mother, I always try and push feelings away especially if they are so foreign as something as love. But we both know I am not the brave one out of the two of us-"

Caleb's hand reaches us to coup my face, "You're one of the bravest people I know. Not many people would take on such a risk of joining the military nor would they have the guts to hunt. I'm not angry at you. I know you're leaving soon but I was so irritated at myself that I only admitted my feelings now. You're leaving tomorrow and I only told you how I felt today! We don't get to spend time together like this, where we are open with our feelings and we both love each other."

I laugh, "We have right now, Caleb." I whisper in to his ear. "This moment under the stars, where the universe is watching over us, I like to think there are so much more beyond our planet that there is so many more lives out there. Yet out of all them right now I feel so lucky and empowered, I no longer feel any boundaries stopping me."

"Willow, you make this sound like a Shakespeare play. Come here." He guides my face up to his and we pause of a second as we see each other and I don't I could ever get tired of him, his features no matter if I close my eyes and I could trace every single point on his face I would always marvel at it. "Did you know, Willow? That you're the most beautiful person out of everyone in the Universe."

"Even you?"

"Even me." He smiles.

There it is the kiss that we've both waiting for. His lips are soft as they brush against mine, the taste of fruit loaf lingering. It's sweet and soft everything I'd have wished for.

"Willow, I would like you to reconsider that you're not the luckiest person tonight. But I am, to have you at this moment means everything to me and I couldn't wish for any better."

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 **Hey!**

 **I'm sorry this is long overdue but I had mock exams and then a lot of school events that went on this term but finally I am able to rest. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and maybe tomorrow or later on this week I'll write and post the last and final chapter of this story. It's weird that I've come to the conclusion to this story already!**

 **I know this chapter was a bit short but I promise more from Willow and Caleb in the concluding chapter! I hope you do enjoy it and Merry Christmas!**

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